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A while later, Amy was sitting on the floor of the Pearl with Elizabeth who was next to the unconscious Will. Amy shook her head to try and get rid of the horrible feeling of forgetting something important. When that didn't work, she tried it again, more vigorously.
"What on earth are you doing?" Elizabeth asked, her eyebrow raised.
"Getting rid of the Nargles." Amy said sarcastically, swatting at imaginary flying things.
"What are Nargles?"
"No idea."
Elizabeth rolled her eyes as Amy smirked.
Will stirred and Elizabeth immedietly sat up to lean over him. Amy shuffled forwards on her knees. She saw Will give Elizabeth a weak smile before his expression turned serious.
"What happened to the chest?" He asked hoarsley, wincing as he raised his head slightly.
"Norrington took it to draw them off." Elizabeth replied sounding tearful.
Amy's eyes widened.
"Norrington...the chest..." She mumbled. Then something clicked. "YES! That's it, that's it! The chest...but the heart was...oh crap..."
She got to her feet and ran away from them both. Will and Elizabeth both stared after her, utterly bewildered.
She skidded to a halt next to Jack, who was talking to Gibbs.
"He fell behind." Jack was telling him.
"Jack, I need to tell you something..." Amy began, following him.
"Best not wallow in our grief." Gibbs continued. "The bright side is, you're back and made it off free and clear."
"Jack!" Amy said louder but was cut off as the Flying Dutchman suddenly burst out of the water, close to the Pearl.
Jack watched it intently, ignoring Amy who was tugging on the sleeve of his shirt.
"I'll handle this, mate." He said to Gibbs, stepping forward, Amy on his heels.
"Oi, fish face!" He called, holding the jar of dirt above his head.
"Jack, Jack..." Amy muttered to him. "Don't...you don't have..."
"Lose something, eh?"
Amy tugged impatiently at his sleeve again, slightly harder than she had intended to, and Jack lost his balance. He tripped, fell down the stairs and landed heavily on the deck below.
Amy put her face in her hands as Jack held up the jar of dirt.
"Got it!" He called.
She rushed down the stairs after him.
"Come to negotiate, have you, you slimy git?" He taunted.
"Jack..."
"Look what I got!" He held up the jar.
"Jack..."
"I got a jar of dirt, I got a jar of dirt! And guess what's inside it?" He sang.
Amy winced, this wasn't good.
Cannons appeared before their eyes and Jack's smile faded.
"Hard to starboard." He mumbled.
"Hard to bloody starboard!" Amy roared.
"Brace up the foreyard!" Will yelled.
The Pearl turned sharply away from the Dutchman. and headed off in the opposite direction. This didn't stop a few cannonballs from smashing their way through the cabin.
Amy leaped out of the way of bits of wood flying in her direction. Looking through the large hole that the cannonball had made, she could see the Dutchman approaching the Pearl rapidly.
Amy caught up with Jack, who was still cradling the jar of dirt.
"She's right behind us." Amy told him.
Jack elbowed Gibbs out of the way and took the wheel, turning it sharply. The Pearl swerved again. Amy looked behind them and saw the cannonballs splash into the ocean.
"They have that weird triple gun thing!" Amy said to no-one in particular.
"A nifty gadget." Jack replied.
Amy peered over the rail, her hair whipping in the wind.
"She's way behind." She said. "That's a tad anti-climatic. Unless.." Amy bit her lip.
"They're giving up!" Marty called from the rigging. The whole crew cheered and celebrated but a horrible sense of dread washed over Amy. She walked back over to Jack.
"My father is on that ship!" Will said to him. "If we can outrun her, we can take her. We should turn and fight!"
"Go back? Heck no!" Amy said in a slightly high-pitched voice.
"Why fight when you can negociate?" Jack grinned.
"Er..." Amy stuttered.
"All one needs..." Jack placed the jar on the rail next to him. "Is the proper leverage."
"Jack, there's something I gotta..." Amy began but she was cut off again when a huge jolt shook the boat.Amy was thrown off her feet. The jar tumbled off the rail and smashed on the deck below.
Jack let out a squeal and raced after it and Amy jumped to her feet and followed. Jack fell to his knees and scrabbled around in the dirt and broken glass.
"Where is it?" He muttered desperately. "Where is the thump-thump?"
"That's what I wanted to tell you..." Amy said in a pained voice.
She tentatively took a few steps towards the rail of the boat and peered over, fear building up inside her.
"Get away from the rail!" Will yelled, pulling Elizabeth back by her waist and Amy by her collar.
"What is it?" Elizabeth asked.
"The Kraken."
Amy's stomach dropped. She followed Will, who was racing down the stairs giving orders. "Run out the guns and hold for my signal!"
The crew sprang to life, rushing around the ships, above deck and below.
Amy grabbed a spare sword with shaking hands, walked through the crowd over to the rail again and looked over. Huge, slimy tentacles were snaking their way up the sides of the boat.
Amy was so scared she couldn't move. She felt a hand on her arm, pulling her backwards. Looking back she saw that it was Elizabeth who was leading her. They backed away as the tentacles drew closer and closer, over the rails and on the deck.
"Will?" Elizabeth called.
Her grip on Amy tightened even more.
"Will?" She said again, even more nervously.
Amy suddenly found her voice, panicking as the tenacles rose even higher and closer.
"WILL!" She screamed.
"FIRE!" Yelled Will.
The cannons fired, doing what looked like painful damage to the Kraken. Amy threw herself to the side as one of the tenacles slammed onto the deck. She looked up to see it slithering back over the side.
Amy got to her feet and looked over the rail once again. The tentacles were retreating back into the water. The crew broke out into cheers again. Amy, who was exhaling shakily, looked over at Will. He was staring at a keg of gunpowder rolling by the broken remains of the boat. She knew that face. That was Will's "I'm-getting-a-plan" face.
Will ordered them all to put the gunpodwer in the net over the cargo hold. Amy seized the keg of powder that was by Will's feet and raced down the steps with it. She threw it onto the pitifully small pile of them.
She counted them...six barrels.
"We've only half a dozen kegs of powder!" Gibbs told Will, stopping him as he was skidding down the stairs.
"Then load the rum!" Will replied impatiently.
There was a silence which, despite being terrified, made Amy giggle.
Gibbs looked at her, horrorstruck.
"Do you want to die?" Amy snapped at him. "Load the rum!" She ordered, racing back above deck.
She stopped for a second.
"Where's...?" She muttered spinning around and craning her head to look.
Her eyes caught on something in the distance. Sprinting to the rail, she spotted him. Jack was in a rowboat, getting away as fast as he could, away from the ship. Amy's temper rised.
"Oh, you coward." She heard Elizabeth breathe next to her.
There was another sickening jolt which shook the entire ship.
"Oh shi..." Amy was cut off. The tentacles rose in a flash and smashed through the portholes below deck.
She stumbled.
"Now we pissed it off."
As she backed away, the tentacles were making their way above deck, grabbing and smashing anything or anyone it could reach.
Amy darted hither and thither, going anywhere that was away from them. One was winding its way round a mast, tightening its grip as it ascended.
Amy growled, darted forward and stuck her sword as hard as she could into the tentacle. She felt it tense slightly and it rapidly withdrew. Amy quickly let go of the sword. Instead of going back over the ship, the tentacle proceeded towards Amy. Heart thumping, she began to back away but was cornered into a wall. The tentacle weaved its way closer and closer and Amy screwed her eyes shut. She screamed as she felt it wind round her waist and felt her feet lift from the floor. It tightened its grip on her, forcing all the air from her lungs. She couldn't breathe. Heart beating even faster, Amy felt a pain in her head, as if the tentacle was winding round her brain instead of her waist and chest. She couldn't think, she couldn't scream.
Then, suddenly, the tentacle released its grip on her. Amy smashed to the floor and lay there, choking and retching. She felt a hand on her shoulder and forced open her eyes.
She saw the silhouette of Jack standing over her. As soon as he saw her eyes open, he rushed off up the stairs towards a gun which lay abandoned.
Amy lay on the deck, gasping with a hand to her bruised ribs, oblivious to the chaos around her. Her brain started to move a little faster as oxygen flooded back to it. She became aware of the danger she was in, just lying there. She pushed herself backwards, unable to stand on her shaking legs.
Amy shrieked and jumped as Will came tumbling to the ground beside her.
She opened her mouth to say something to him but a huge explosion cut her off. Amy was thrown back down to the ground, hands over her head as flaming bits of Kraken rained down on them.
There was silence. She slowly dropped her hands from her head and sat up with a groan. Will was already on his feet, holding his hand out to Amy. She took it and let him haul her up.
"We're not out of this yet." Gibbs was saying as Amy walked towards them. "Captain, orders?"
"Abandon ship." Jack said shortly. "Into the longboats."
Amy froze. She remembered this part of the story very VERY clearly.
"Jack..." Gibbs said. "The Pearl!"
"She's only a ship, mate." Jack said solemnly.
Amy's breathing quickened. She remembered Jack saying on an island one time. "What a ship truly is...is freedom."
She bit her lip. She could still do something about it. She had time.
"Jack's right, we have to head for land." Elizabeth said making Amy jump. She whipped round and stared at Elizabeth with such intensity that Elizabeth had to look away.
She could save Jack. But she couldn't alter the story. How could she save Jack without altering the story? Her fingers twitched, there was a clear answer there...she couldn't.
"Amy..." Gibbs' voice interuppted her thoughts. "Quick we have to go."
She was about to turn around when another thought made her freeze.
Jack saved your life.
"Amy!"
Guilt bubbling inside her, Amy forced herself to turn around and head down to the boat. Looking up at Will climbing down, Amy saw him freeze and knew why. She felt, if possible, even worse.
She flopped down in the boat and ran her hands through her hair and was surprised to find they were shaking violently. Will sat opposite her. His eyes were cold and he looked as though he would like to punch something. He didn't look at Elizabeth as she clambered into the boat a few minutes later. Amy avoided her eyes too, her insides writhing like the Kraken tentacles.
"Where's Jack?" Will asked without emotion.
Elizabeth paused. "He elected to stay behind to give us a chance." She said shortly.
Amy felt sick.
"Go!" Elizabeth snapped.
The boat made its slow way across the water, away from the Pearl. Amy was holding back screaming and crying at the same time by biting hard on her knuckles. By the time it had made a safe distance away, the Kraken was already snaking its tentacles across the ship, holding it in a strong grip. The Pearl was pulled over on it's side and then, slowly downwards.
They all looked on in shock and despair as the Pearl was sent down to the depths and it's Captain along with it.
Bwahaha!...I dunno why I'm laughing. Please review.